She Makes Me “Do It”


She makes me nervous; i find it hard to speak, to eat, to sleep or even breathe

simultaneously, I feel a greater sense of calm and focus than I am accustomed to.

She makes me weak; I am helpless to defend myself against her overwhelming personality.

Simultaneously, I feel a strength inside of myself that is unmatched by anything I know.

She makes my heart stop; I am consumed by an emptiness as infinite as the heavens.

Simultaneously, I feel my pulse racing with the intensity of a hummingbird's heart.

She makes me do it; I spend each minute of the day waiting my turn and she's the reason that makes me do it.

Simultaneously, I feel well aware that I would wait an eternity for my time spent with her.

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